Mrs. Scheller seemed to awaken from a nightmare, rushed over a few steps to open the door, and immediately covered her mouth, choking back sobs: "Lu, Lucas, is it really you..."
Baron Scheller, standing to the side, finally saw clearly this time.
It was indeed his son.
Behind him were four people—two officers in Austrian gendarme uniforms. One was a well-dressed middle-aged man, and the other seemed to be his attendant.
One of the gendarmes looked at Baron Scheller and handed over a document: "Are you Rabo Tobias von Scheler?"
"Your son has been released. Please sign here."
Scheller, in disbelief, took the pages and immediately saw the words "acquittal," his hands trembling violently.
It wasn't a parole.
It was an acquittal!
He shuddered suddenly, turned to his luggage to find a quill, signed his name, and handed the document back to the gendarme, excitedly saying: "Thank you so much! You've literally saved our family's life! About Lucas, what's the..."